This is a song about "Skinny ads"

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Nigga, i'm a samurai, cut your skinny ass in half//

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

She picks me up when i fall, skinny as a toothpick

You troubled boy,your keep getting pushed in the lockers little gay boy,skinny as fuck

And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck

Ads played through him like cards in a deck

One time for the ville that cole rep

Boy you are skinny, skinnier then a licorice.

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

I confess it- i'm a shitty skinny white rapper

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

You bunch of homos so you on that girly skinny jeans, but i don't dig it

Something worth dying for

Ads, the texas ranger,